Thursday, October 23, 2008

I'll take the servant's path
I must refuse your test
Push me and I will resist
This behavior's not unique

I can walk away.

I can run.

I can hide.

You won't find me.

You can make a grand entrance.

I'll end up alone like I began.

It makes me wonder whether ...

I'm sure there is fun to be had.

The snow will fall and cover all our sins.

The sweat dripping from your brow will be justified.

We dug a deep enough hole.

Nobody will find it.

It's buried.

I heard they invented a love removal machine in Switzerland.

It is a robot with mechanized arms that would never lose at Operation.

Why are you reading this?

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